Chapter 109: Supreme True Words, Demon-Subduing Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin

"These twelve divine magic dharma forms must be your twelve defeated opponents." Madam Chilian laughed: "If you had taken action yourself, I would still have scruples. Changing to these twelve defeated opponents to play, it's a bit lacking. Little sister must teach you that all subordinates are wine bags and rice sacks, a group of trash. It's fine to use them to relieve boredom at ordinary times, but if you really want to rely on them when something happens, it's better to go up yourself!"

After saying this, she also looked back at the group of subordinates behind her.

The bat spirit and pheasant spirit were both a bit ashamed, but the reincarnator with chest hair and heart protection had a look of not hearing it at all.

The black-clothed demon cultivator pointed his fingers together as a blade, and his magic power turned into a blood-colored divine blade, appearing out of thin air. This was the Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao condensed from the water of the General General Xuehe, and it was also a method of refining qi into soldiers. A layer of deep blood color appeared on the blade light, permeating a soul-stirring evil spirit.

The blood light was dim now, but there was a terrifying edge hidden in the dim blood light.

Madam Chilian was surprised: "Why don't the others attack together?"

The black-clothed demon cultivator whispered: "Take this blade of mine first and then talk!"

Everyone in the stone hall, including the pheasant spirit and bat spirit, and even the chest-haired reincarnator, felt that their blood seemed to be surging and flowing backward. Even at the pores, drops of fresh blood were seeping out, heading straight for the blood-colored blade light. The blood qi of countless demons who died in the demon cave was taken by this blade at this moment.

The reincarnator touched his face and found that where his fingers passed, there was a blood mark.

He was immediately filled with panic... This blade light had not yet bloomed, but it already had such power. He could already imagine the scene where if he was touched by this blade light, his blood would be drained.

The black-clothed demon cultivator launched the blade light. The Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao had endless sharpness, slashing toward Madam Chilian. The changes in the blade light were extremely fierce, as if it came from the Nine Heavens Hell, containing extremely deep demonic nature.

Madam Chilian also raised the Ruyi, and the curved Ruyi rod, with the Ruyi head like garlic cloves, was a hammer.

Like a strangely shaped golden melon hammer, it struck purely with immense magic power and force, slamming directly into the very center of the blood river transformed by the Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao, which was also the point where the blade's momentum was strongest. The two's magic power, after all, had a difference as vast as heaven and earth. This kind of move, breaking finesse with brute force, completely suppressed all the subsequent changes the black-clad demonic cultivator could make.

He only felt that his blade momentum was destroyed by that vast magic power, and his whole person was hammered and flew backward.

"I said it! Your blade technique has a very high essence, but the person practicing it is not good... If you meet someone with magic power equivalent to yours, you can use it to win. If you meet someone with magic power much higher than yours, just use the strongest magic power to strike, and you can easily break your demonic blade." Madam Chilian sneered.

Looking at the black-clothed demon cultivator's unwilling eyes, she sneered even more: "Why, do you think I am bullying people with magic power and winning unfairly?"

"This temperament of yours is completely the stubbornness of the righteous path! Wuyou Wuyou Naihe did you join the demonic path? Do you think supernatural powers and Daoist methods are all for dealing with people equivalent to yourself? If you meet someone much stronger than yourself, you will be easily broken by others? If this was in the side-door or even the righteous path, there would be some truth to it, but unfortunately, we are the demonic path!"

"The demonic path is the pursuit of the impossible and all kinds of incredible things, driving the most extreme power to destroy the enemy and also destroy oneself. Therefore, in this Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Blade, there should be extremely evil and demonic changes, enough to make you generate incredible anomalies no matter what level of great enemy you face."

"These demonic changes are the essence of the demonic blade."

"As a result, in your hands, it is the same as the one-board-one-eye sword technique and blade technique of the righteous path... You actually don't have any qualifications in the demonic path, lacking demonic nature. The power of this blade technique in your hands is just like this. In fact, with your personality, if you had joined the Buddhist or Daoist gate, it would have been quite fitting."

Madam Chilian said a lot, and then suddenly laughed: "Wuyou Wuyou Naihe about it, this blade technique is indeed a pearl in the dark in your hands! Why not find a good master for it? My husband, with deep demonic nature, but also a kind heart, this conflict makes him painful, but also extremely evil because of this pain. This demonic blade in his hands will definitely be sublimated into the ultimate emotion and nature, but also the ultimate hatred and poison. The pain of having to slash his most beloved person under the blade."

"This will be a painful demonic blade!"

"If I could die under this blade..." Madam Chilian's face revealed a look of deep expectation.

The black-clothed demon cultivator shook his head: "No need! This blade already has the best master. He is the demon among demons, containing incredible demonic nature. I have never seen anyone with such high qualifications in the demonic path!"

Qian Chen, in a state of 'having form yet not having form,' slightly pressed down on the Fuxi-style ancient zither in his hand, which was charred at the tail—I feel like you are making up bad things about me; you are slandering me!

Slander!

Qian Chen smiled slightly. There are only demonic natures in this world that have not been excavated, and there is no such thing as a person without demonic nature.

Everyone can be a great demon, as long as you inspire the demonic nature in his heart... Young man, your demonic blade is not practiced well, it must be because no one has excavated it, crazy... no, it's because the demonic nature is not enough!

"Amitabha!" The handsome monk put his palms together and stepped forward, standing with the black-clothed demon cultivator.

"This time it's the physical body?" Madam Chilian laughed: "Compare physical body with me?"

The handsome monk's face was calm, just slightly bulging his true qi. In an instant, the muscles on his body bulged one by one, and the true qi all over his body turned into indestructible, explosive Vajra true qi. His muscles were ferocious, like golden essence and iron stone, stretching his monk's robe tightly. The monk's robe bulged, revealing a perfect Vajra appearance.

The monk also expanded into a small giant, his head against the top of the stone cave.

With one punch, it seemed that ten thousand dragons and elephants were following... The air emitted a dull thunder sound, rolling away with a rumble. The reincarnator had a trace of cold sweat on his head—if the flying sword breaking through the air emits a thunder sound, it is called Sword Qi Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin. Then what is the physical body breaking through the air emitting a thunder sound called?

Vajra Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin?

Madam Chilian didn't swing the Ruyi hammer, but also raised her hand and blasted it out flatly.

At this moment, everyone seemed to see a giant snake appearing behind her, as if it could swallow the world...

The black-clothed demon cultivator suddenly realized: "Bloodline of the Ba Snake!"

The fists of the two were like Vajra stone, while the other was as soft as her waist, as slender as her waist. At the moment of the collision, the monk who turned into Vajra suddenly shattered all over. The perfect light like golden light shattered instantly, and the whole person was smashed into the stone wall of the demon cave, piercing through a deep hole ten feet deep.

At that moment, it seemed that the entire demon cave was trembling.

"I'll come!" The mysterious person shrouded in the black robe turned into countless gu insects and pounced on...

Madam Chilian revealed a look of disgust, and gradually became impatient. Her body turned and twisted as if she had no bones. Her head suddenly changed to the size of a small mountain. The snake tongue spat out, and she roared: "All die!"

The giant snake of the Ba Snake bloodline actually spat out poisonous mist... wherever it touched, it turned into pus.

The black-robed man who turned into countless gu insects was stained with the poisonous mist, and revealed his original form. Various gu insects were poisoned to death one after another, and he also screamed and turned into pus...

"This is a fake!"

Qian Chen calmly scored and evaluated: "No potential, I'll find a chance to replace him later!"

The black-faced man's martial arts were divine, and his gang qi had already turned into supernatural powers, taking a step further than Hong Sihai. But facing Madam Chilian who had gone mad, he was smashed to pieces with one punch.

The butcher-like man was a traditional side-door cultivator, all of them were ordinary means, only a hand of demon smoke magic was worth watching.

The middle-aged woman who was half-old and charming practiced the way of harvesting and supplementing. Meeting a woman as infatuated as Madam Chilian, she was just giving food away.

It wasn't until the righteous young man that he resisted a punch. A formation map appeared beside him, unfolding into a surging cloud sea, intending to trap Madam Chilian in it. But Madam Chilian only slightly revealed her true body and shattered the formation map.

In this way, two more fakes were eliminated, and finally it was the drunkard who was drunk. Facing Madam Chilian's punch that was as heavy as a mountain, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out boundless flames. The rolling flames were violent and incomparable, but they were rare Heavenly Thunder True Flames. The pheasant spirit who had been on the side, this time could not escape this disaster.

She was stained with a little, and screamed and turned into flying ash.

It was the bat spirit that spat out a mouthful of black qi, but blew down the Heavenly Thunder True Flame that was about to burn itself.

The drunkard hiccuped and muttered: "No matter what I say... I am also... someone who fought Miaokong." At this time, his head was burned and his skin and flesh were injured. Madam Chilian hit the Ruyi in her hand. The Ruyi released a black light, smashed into the sea of fire, and pierced through the obstruction of the sea of fire. The drunkard was about to spit out another mouthful of true fire, but was shaken by the black light, dizzy, and then smashed on the head by the Ruyi, shattering into a streak of spiritual light.

Madam Chilian roared angrily: "These divine demons are just refined by great demons at the Core Formation level. These divine demons taken out individually are not worth mentioning. I think these twelve divine demons are a set, and only when they are combined in one place can they turn into a real divine magic dharma form. They are a bit worth watching..."

"You don't have to probe anymore... just manifest the divine magic dharma form directly!"

At this time, Qian Chen's figure replaced a divine magic dharma form and emerged. He pressed his hand on the zither and laughed: "That bone stick is not worth watching, it's very crude. I have newly understood a demonic sect method from it. It's called 'Replacing Demons with the Body'... Please try it, Madam!"

Madam Chilian laughed: "So it's still that zither player... Then I'll listen to your zither sound."

Qian Chen plucked a heavy note on the zither string, and Madam Chilian's face changed completely. The zither sound was vast and mighty, no longer the soundless and colorless one in the nun's hand, but the Great Sound is Silent, as if the power of heavenly thunder crossing the sky and sweeping away all evil. Qian Chen was immersed in the moment he heard the Supreme Dao Sound from the Dao Dust Bead in the past...

"Looking at it but not seeing it is called Yi, listening to it but not hearing it is called Xi, grasping it but not getting it is called Wei. These three cannot be questioned, so they are mixed into one..."

The leisurely Supreme Dao-teaching sound seemed to be interpreting this true word.

"Its top is not bright, its bottom is not dark, it is ropey and cannot be named, returning to nothingness. This is called the state of no state, the image of no thing, this is called vague. Facing it, you cannot see its head, following it, you cannot see its back. Holding the ancient Dao to control the existence of today, to know the beginning of the ancient times, this is called the Dao discipline."

The Great Sound is Silent... is the wonderful sound of the Great Dao, the Supreme True Words!

Qian Chen used the zither sound to imitate the Dao sound he had heard in the past... Soundless Divine Thunder... or rather, Xiyi Divine Thunder, suddenly exploded in Madam Chilian's Yin Spirit... With a pluck of the string, Madam Chilian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and her Life-Bound Divine Demon had already been injured. Wuyou Wuyou Naihe could Madam Chilian dare to let Qian Chen play again.

What he played was not "Zheng Feng" or "Ambush from Ten Sides," but the Supreme True Words, Demon-Subduing Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin!

Madam Chilian picked up the Ruyi and smashed it toward Qian Chen, who was playing the zither, with the mysterious yellow light flourishing. ===== CHAPTER 110 =====